When Charli Temper tries to double cross the Mafia, they kidnap his daughter to teach him a lesson. It’s supposed to be an easy job for Stefano Rusev, but Tiffany Temper makes every second difficult. She’s stubborn, picky, sassy, sarcastic and way too alluring for her own good. The desire that burns between captor and captive quickly turns their situation into a ticking time bomb. A bomb that is set off when Mark Pearson, her long time bodyguard finally locates his charge and the monster. The three of them are a recipe for disaster, but if they want to get out of this situation alive, they have to find a way to work together and look out for each other while resisting the magnetic attraction between them. But life and death situations have a way of bringing out hidden passions. Will these three unlikely characters ever find a way to be together with all the chaos their union could create?
View MoreI stood in front of the mirror and admired my hot body. I knew how crazy my body drove men but there was only one man I wanted to be crazy about, my bodyguard Mark.
I didn’t know at what point I’d gone and fallen in love with him, it had happened slowly, over an extended period of time.I guess it had always been inevitable. I spent more time and saw him more than any other man.Falling for him wasn’t the problem though. The problem was that he had zero interest in me. I don’t think the man even saw me as anything more than the child he had been tasked to guard.Which was a problem when all I could think about when I looked at him was his hands all over my body.Mark was just too upright for his own good. If it were any other man, I’d be the one fending off their advances.Why did I get myself fallen for the most stubborn, unattainable man on the planet?I had tried everything I could to get him to see me as a woman.Seducing him hadn’t worked, and the one time I had purposely fallen into the pool in a thin white shirt without a stitch of underwear on, he had just averted his eyes and handed me a towel.It was infuriating when the man you loved so much was always around but you couldn’t have him.I wouldn’t wish this fate on my worst enemy.But I had a plan.I was going to make my move tonight at the club, find out once and for all where I stood with Mark and if he truly wasn’t interested, not because I was a job to him but because he just didn’t like me, then I’d find a way to move on. But then again, what was there not to like about me ?. I was young, stunning, hot, rich. I was the whole package and extra. It would be his loss if he wasn’t interested.I stared at my reflection in the mirror. The dress I had on clung to every curve on my body and the white color looked wonderful against my summer tanned skin. If things worked out well tonight, hopefully this dress would end up torn off my body by my gorgeous bodyguard.The thought made me shiver in delight.I applied more lipstick on my lips and walked out of the room. Mark was standing at the bottom of the stairs, looking up at me, as hot and as drop dead gorgeous as usual.He looked like one of those billboard underwear models, tall, fit and so enticing. I bit my lips seductively and put more sway to my hips as I descended, enjoying the way his eyes tracked down my body before meeting mine.Sometimes, I hated Mark because I was sure that he wanted me as much as I did him.It was just his damn morals keeping him from making a move. Damn him and his morals.We walked out to the parking lot and Mark held the car door open for me.I entered the car and sat down while he took his position at the driver’s seat. A moment later, the car purred to life and pulled away from the lot.I could not help but stare at him throughout the journey to the club, there was something so domineering and visceral about him that drove me crazy.Sometimes, I just wanted him to do absolutely depraved things to me. I could not help but fantasize about him and me, together in bed, his large body covering mine while I writhed beneath him. Heat pooled in my belly at the thought.I didn’t even realize that Mark had been calling my name, too lost in my reverie until I felt a strong hand touch my arm, a spark ran though my body at the innocent contact.“We are here.” He said. “stay put.” Then he walked around to unbuckle my seatbelt and hold the car door open for me.As I alighted, his voice gave me pause. “What were you thinking about?”“You might not want to know that”“I’d been calling your name for a while, you can tell me if something is bothering you” his eyes narrowed suspiciously.“I was just daydreaming, c’mon let’s go inside.”“ Ti.. ““I’m okay, Mark.” It had been a lot of work to convince him to call me by my name, before I had made a huge fuss about it, it had been “Miss Temper” this and “Miss Temper” that.I made sure to sway my hips as much as I could as I walked ahead of him into the club. I was using every weapon in my arsenal and hopefully by the end of the night, it’d have paid off.We entered the club and we were welcomed with loud music and cheerful screams, I walked up to my friends while Mark went to sit at the bar while watching over me closely and possessively.I was chatting and drinking happily with my friends when some guy walked over to me.“May I dance with you?”“Of course, cutie.”We made our way to the dance floor. We had barely begun dancing when I looked across the room and saw some bitch clinging to Mark.This was not the first time something like this was happening, I mean I understood the women who threw themselves at him, Mark was lethally beautiful but he was mine. I felt a bit relieved when I saw that Mark hadn’t taken his eyes off me even though the woman was all but rubbing herself against him like a cat in heat.I couldn’t take it anymore.I threw off the hands on my hip and made my way to where Mark was.“Hey, baby.” I flung my arms around him and hip checked the woman.She spluttered. “Who are you?” I swept my eyes down her cheap dress, knocked off heels and damaged hair.“His girl.” I said. “Who are you?”She looked between me and Mark then huffed and stomped off angrily. Good riddance. I turned to glare at Mark.“What the fuck was that?”“Did you have fun dancing?” he asked.Was this some kind of payback or what? I had suddenly lost my zeal to be here. “Let’s just go home.” I pouted.Telling the girls that I was leaving turned into another round of drinks and by the time I got back to Mark’s side, I was feeling a bit tipsy. He immediately wrapped his hands around my waist to keep me steady as we exited the club.As we got to where the car was parked, I suddenly threw myself at Mark, my mouth covering his. I felt his body go still momentarily before he pushed me off him, holding me away.“Ti-““No. Don’t lie to me. Don’t tell me you don’t want this. I’ve seen the way you look at me. You want me as much as I want you.”“Tiffany, please.”“Please what? Isn’t this what we both want? I want you Mark. I’ve wanted you for so long. I-““You can’t.”“Don’t tell me what I can or cannot do.” I snapped as I stared at him with my glassy eyes.“You’re drunk.”“It doesn’t change what I feel.”“Yes, it does. Get in the car. You need water and sleep and tomorrow we’ll forget this ever happened. I’ll never bring it up. I promise.”My eyes welled up. “I don’t want to forget. Don’t you get it. I couldn’t even forget if I tried. Don’t you want me, Mark?”“No, I don’t. I’m sorry miss.”I was heartbroken beyond words when he said that he does not want me.I ran out of his sight and went to sit in a silent and dark corner in the club to cry my eyes out. I could not help but feel my heart wrench as I cried. I imagined all the adoring looks he gave me? No, I was sure that I had seen him stare at me with heat in his eyes. I could bet all the diamonds in my safe that he wanted me.I heard the sound of approaching footsteps and I quickly wiped my eyes.“Mark, just let me be”He tapped my shoulder. With a sigh, I looked over my shoulder at him.My eyes went wide.That wasn’t Mark.A handkerchief was pressed over my face and I tried to scream but it came out muffled. My head began to swim and everything went blurry for a second before the world went black.Tiffany turns to me, her face hurt and confused. "Was that what this whole tantrum you've been throwing was about?" she asks, her voice trembling.I feel a surge of shame and guilt, knowing I've hurt her. I try to speak, but she cuts me off, turning to Stefano."And you," she says, her voice cold and venomous. "You're just as bad. Using me as a pawn in your twisted game of cat and mouse. I'm not a prize to be won, Stefano. I'm a person."Stefano looks down, guilt all over his face. "Tiff—" I try to speak, but she cuts me off."No, I've already dealt enough with my father's manipulation. I'm so over this," she says, her voice firm and hurt. She turns and walks out of the room, leaving me feeling like I've really messed up.I realize now that I should have kept my emotions in check. But why would she get involved with her captor in the first place? Is she that naive?"That wasn't a nice thing to say," Rex says to Stefano, his voice disapproving. Stefano looks genuinely remorseful.Mark
My eyes narrow at Mark. What the hell is wrong with him and why the fuck is he acting so selfish. He just shot a man, and he isn’t even concerned one bit. I get, he has every right to be cold towards Stefano. But right now, he’s acting really insensitive.“You have no idea what you’re talking about,” I whisper, taking a step closer to him, my fist clenched. “ you don’t know what he’s been through.”Mark snorts, rolling his eyes. “oh, spare me the drama Tiffany. I do not fucking care. What the fuck is wrong with you? He fucking kidnapped you Tiffany, and now what - I’m the bad guy, cut the crap. I just wasted my time. Let’s get out of here Rex, I’m fucking done with this bullshit.”“Will you chill Mark, you fucking shot someone.” Rex says, trying to calm him down.Mark shrugs “Yea so what, he fucking deserves it, I’m not sorry, look, I’m leaving.” Mark says and start moving towards the door.I’m shocked by marks behavior, What the hell is going on with him, he’s usually not like this.
I burst through the door, my heart racing with a mix of fear and adrenaline. I see Mark, Tiffany’s bodyguard, gun raised, and Tiffany’s desperate attempt to stop him. I try to dodge, But it’s too late. The bullet hits my arm with a searing pain, and I feel my self flying backwards, crashing to the floor.My other hand instinctively grabs my wounded arm, I look up, I see Tiffany’s horrified face above me. “Stefano, no, oh God no!” She screams, tears streaming down her face.Despite the agony, I manage to croak out a reassurance “I’m fine,” I lie trying to calm her down. But I know I am far from fine. The pain is intense, and I can feel blood seeping through my fingers. I glance at Mark, who looks like he’s in shock, and wonder if he meant to shoot me.“What the fuck Mark,” Tiffany says angrily ruining to my side.Mark looks distorted, his eyes darting back and forth between me and the other man whose gun is still pointed at me.“put the fucking gun down and help him, Tiffany pleads, he
“The fuck!” Tiffany exclaims as I and Rex burst the cabin door open “mark?!” She looks like she’s seen a ghost, her eyes wide open with shock and fear.The state I meet her in is not what I expected. She’s wearing old sweatpants and a worn out shirt. Her hair is damp, obviously from a shower. And she’s lost a lot of weight obviously, her cheeks sunken and her eyes prominent. But that’s not it either, she almost look… contented. A sense of calmness radiates from her, like she’s found a sense of peace in this isolated cabin.I scan the room for signs of her captive, while Rex makes a sweep the cabin, his gun drawn. But there’s no one else here. Just Tiffany, alone, looking almost … happy. The realization throws me off guard.“Tiffany?” I say but it comes out croaked“Mark?” She repeats again. Her face switching to relief as she comes forward and hugs me, throwing me off guard again.“Ohmygod we literally spoke about you this morning. Stefano was on his way to come find you. Oh my god. S
“Promise to be careful,” I say to Stefano as he sets to head back to the city.He nods, “I hate leaving you here alone” he whispers leaning into my neck and placing soft kisses. “You’ll be fine till I come back for you?” He says looking into my eyes, his gaze searching mine.My heart literally melts at his concern, I nod, “I’ll be.”“And you’ll wait, till I’m back.” He presses on, a hint of a smile playing in his lipsThat makes me chuckle. “Of course, where could I possible go. We’re in this together right?”“Right.” He replies, his voice low and gentle, he tilts my face up and presses his lips to mine.I kiss him back, savoring the moment, tasting him. I love the softness of his lips, I love how he always seems to taste of peppermint. We had spent last night cuddling, kissing and talking way into the night. I intend using the time he’s away to have a proper rest. And I’m worried about him, he didn’t sleep last night either, and if I think about it, I don’t think he’s ever had a prop
“You know what, you don’t need to answer that,” Sarah said, I heave a sigh of relief, I doubt I would have told her anyways. “Can I use the restroom?” She asked in the calmest tone you’d least expect from someone who has just been informed about the death of her husband.“Yea sure,” I and Rex reply in unisonShe gets up, “I’ll be quick mom,” she said to her mom, gives Chloe a quick peck before leaving for the bathroom“Do you think she’s—" Rex is asking when I cut in “do you think she’s going to be okay?” Thinking again, I add “of course not, that was a dumb question.”“She’s not okay now, but she’ll be. My daughter isn’t one to show emotions. She just needs time to take it in that’s all.” Her mum says “Thank you so much for your help?—"“Mark,” I respond.“Mark,” she repeats, her eyes welling up with tears “thank you.”I nod, feeling a sense of helplessness as I exchange eye contact with Rex and Joe. I want to do more to comfort her, but I know I’ve done all I can for now.Rex leaves
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